I have now spent two years loving and being exhausted by a certain boyband!
What I have also loved (and honestly sometimes been exhausted by but like, the luxury!) is the amount of incredible fics that I’ve read in this fandom. So I’ve put together a list of some of the works that have carved their own little spot in my heart and that I will cherish forever. The fact that I can call some of you my friends is quite astounding and the rest of y’all should come be friends with me already! I’m right here!
List under the cut cause this is pretty frickin’ long!
The writing in this fic left so much room for me to just experience the story
without being distracted and it left my heart BLEEDING ON THE FLOOR OK. The
story treats the characters with so much respect and love and I love the take
enemies to friends to lovers that never feels forced or random. This fic happens
in the grand gestures as well as the tiniest of details and I feel like I could
never describe it in a fair way with such few words. Just. Fuck. Read this because like – brilliant
writing, lgbt pals!!!, gorgeous
setting, WEST VIRGINIA!, complex and beautifully written characters and because
I say so because it’s one of my favourite fics ever.
I loooove historical fics, especially when
the writer manages to capture the era not just in text but in spirit. It’s such
a beautifully built story about love that should be impossible but in the end
is the only thing right. About finding your place in the universe so that even
when you’re not with them you still
belong. It’s a story about a journey that starts in two places and ends as one.
Can we just put aside the beautiful writing and the brilliant story arc and
wonderful characterizations for just a mo? And talk about THE SPIRIT THIS FIC CAPTURES???
How you feel like you’re right there in that disgusting van (with a bunch of
kind of clueless boys) and you love Queen more than anything and you’re falling
in love for the first time and you’ve got the whole world in your hands? And at
the end you’re left trembling because your heart is bursting in your chest?
Yup, let’s talk about that.
I don’t even know what to tell you. This gave me goosebumps several times just
by the way the writer describes Louis’ love and want for Harry. How is that
even possible. This fic is so painful but it’s so so so soooooo worth it.
A second after having finished this I went over to tumblr to declare my love to the writer. This fic saved my life. (who are you calling dramatic?) I’m obsessed
with stories where they are so completely gone for each other that it could be
seen from the moon and yet, yet! Oh
god. The relationships in this story are everything. The friendships,
companionships and family dynamic is so so wonderful and you have to read this
because it will save your life too. Just sayin’.
Now this is the fic I want to live inside. Like make my own little home there
and hang out with my pals (Louis, Harry and everyone else) and I’d be so so
happy. It’s not a fluffy cotton cloud of a fic, the characters struggle and
fight their inner battles, but that never makes them any less beautiful and I
love that so so much. Reading this is like finding new friends, everyone has
their own shit to deal with, but together you’ll make it out alright in the end
(and you might have the best time while getting there as well). READ!
I’m amazed by people who manage to create a new world without ever losing the
connection to ours. This fic is eerie, creative, utterly fascinating, gentle
and so so beautiful. I was scared, my belly was fluttering, I held my breath,
had my mind whirring and my tears streaming. It’s stories like this that makes
me loose my breath with what people can come up with and how they can put words
to those magical thoughts inside their heads.
Okay so. For those of you who don’t know – I fucking love ABO. Like. Love it.What I love even more is when
people come up with new, norm breaking and challenging ways of writing it and
this does that in the best way ever. This story is so incredibly intense, so
sweet and hot and gorgeous. Writing ABO can be tricky because there’s a lot of
“traps” to fall in to and this fic manages to avoid those while also remaining
so wonderfully human. God. Just read it. Please.
This fic is like a dream. It’s what happens between the lines, it’s the tears
streaming down my face and my belly aching and me smiling so hard my face hurt.
You read this and you don’t know what is happening to you, but you know you
never want it to end. It’s so absolutely gorgeous and nostalgic and perfect.
Ya know when a writer takes you on a journey? And lets you experience the ups
and downs of real life struggles, about how you’re so passionate about your job
that it takes up almost all your time and emotional capacity and yet somehow
your life is happening simultaneously and when love appears to be an obstacle
but turns out to be exactly what you need? And afterwards you feel all empty
because you realise this was just a story and now it’s ended? Yeah. That.
Following this fic as it was posted is one of the most incredible reading
experiences I’ve had since I started reading fic (15 or so years ago). It’s no
secret that I love stories about “older Larry” and this story beautifully
captures the perspective of how time both heals and rips up new wounds. The
story is loud and harsh but also manages to be one of the most vulnerable and
openhearted stories of love I’ve ever read.
MAAAAH!!! I get a little teary eyed (okay A LOT) just thinking about this fic.
I was still so new in the fandom and Lucy was one of the first people in the
fandom I ever spoke to and reading it is just a very very fond memory. OKAY.
The Louis and Harry of this story are some of the most gentle and loveable and
beautiful characters ever. My heart cried with happy tears from how much they
love each other, how brave they are and how they have FINALLY found the person
for them. It’s just. God. I love this fic so much.
When it’s not right until it’s right and your heart has to break a few times
along the way and you have to find yourself and the other person needs to find
themselves but in the end – it’s right. This story is so gorgeously written, the flashbacks tie in so beautifully with
the present. I love it when they both struggle and they both fuck up but it is
so so apparent through out the story that they love and support each other
Screw the “classics”, THIS is it. This is the classic of classics. This is all
that should be taught in school and it’s one of my favourite stories ever. It’s
the coming of age story we all deserve. It’s got groovy music, nostalgia, lgbtq
politics, trying to exist in a world that hates you, falling in love for the
first time and finding the place where you belong (it might be a person). You
will cry, laugh and fall in love through out this story and you will be
endlessly sad when it ends because you never want it to.
-insert incoherent screaming for five years or more- Don’t you just love it
when you read something and afterwards you feel ATTACKED because the writer changed something within you? They just
went ahead and made themselves a permanent spot in your heart? RUDE! This story
is so heartfelt from the first letter and I laughed and cried and loved so so
so hard throughout the whole thing. There’s so much love and chemistry between
Louis and Harry you can basically touch it. Add fucking cabaret, the ocean, beautiful self discovery and a setting so
gorgeous you never wanna leave? Yeah.
Oh god, we all love a good thriller right. When your
nerves are on high alert and you keep racking your brain to figure out what the fuck is going on and then right smack in the
middle of that you add one of the most emotional and tender love stories ever?
MY JAM. This is it. You will bite your nails and you will clutch your heart and
you will love this as much as I do. That I promise.
Okay if there’s someone who
hasn’t caught on yet – I’m an emotional mess and I love nothing more than fics
that makes me feel so much which.
This. It left me a sobbing mess, made me want to smack the characters around
(looking at you Lima), made me fall in love and made me laugh so hard because
Ri has one of the sharpest snappiest sense of humour I know. I love this fic so
much, it’s intense in all the best ways and right in the middle of that is
always the most important thing – their love for each other.
This fic is literally about a supernatural event but it still captures so much
of what I see in real life Louis and Harry. How the universe could simply never
accept them being apart. It’s so clever and brilliantly told, so so beautifully
written and I’m so in love with the characterisations and the small but oh so
The first time I read this I had to stop halfway through the first chapter
because I could not for the life of me understand how this could be a real
thing that existed in the real world. I was crying the whole way through and it
was part because it’s an absolutely breathtaking story with gorgeous
characters, and part because it’s some of the most stunning words anyone has
ever put together ever. Ever.
MAAAAAAAAH. You want to read something that makes you laugh and makes your
heart beat faster and makes you sweat with nerves while the characters have a
connection that it so strong it literally sparkles? Yes you do. And you want to
read this because this is that and so much more. READ!
Okay so. This fic. I once said Birbie’s writing makes me want to lie down and rest in
their words and that is so true. This fic is so multi-layered, intelligent and
beautifully written, but first and foremost it’s so heart achingly,
breathtakingly human. It’s about
growing, about relearning what happiness feels like in your bones, with a side
of poetry and strong opinions about fictional characters. This is fic is my
This is so spectacular. It’s so pure and beautiful and the love in this story
is more magical than the fact that one of them is a guardian angel. It’s a gift
to write about beings that are not of this world and still make them feel so
incredibly, painfully, gorgeously human. This universe is so cleverly built and
the story stabs you right in the heart. (which is the best feeling ever of
Oh my god. I loved how this high lighted the importance of telling the stories
of lgbtq people from the past while also being an incredible love story. The
switching timelines between now and then, as well as between the different POVs
is so clever and beautifully done and the writer manages to capture the
atmosphere of both worlds so perfectly. It’s a story that makes you think of
the way we see the world, of the “truths” that are being told to us by people
with narrow minds and too much power.
You know when you come across a fic that makes you feel seen and loved and cherished? Just because you get to
experience the writer seeing and loving and cherishing the characters? And the
characters see and love and cherish each other so much? This is it. Right here.
This fic deals with mental health issues in such a respectful and delicate way.
It’s a story about two people who struggle but still find each other. About how
you don’t have to be in a perfect place to find love and how that other person
doesn’t have to be your “saviour”. It’s a story about being brave.
Swallow My Words by YesIsAWorld
I’m absolutely obsessed
with stories that show how the world is a complex, scary place and that we’re
all just creatures trying to navigate, trying to find our way, and it’s not
always easy – and that’s okay. This story is so incredibly heartfelt, mixing
tender sweetness with fright and doubts. I love how it deals with the coming
out process, so realistic and respectful. It’s not about how much you love the
other person or how proud you are - there can be a billion factors to count in
and that’s okay. It’s also okay to be frustrated over the fact that you want to
yell about your love from the rooftops but maybe you can’t. At least for now.
Read this and cry and grow so proud of the journey the characters make.
I loved the perspective of what happens after the war, when it’s still so
present in the minds and hearts of the people experiencing it and how you (try
to) move on from that. I adored the gentle love that blooms between Louis and
Harry in this story. About how love can grow even in the darkest of places.
This fic is so so beautiful and heart breaking in the best way.
I almost feel disrespectful talking about this fic because I don’t think I can
properly put words to how I feel about it. About how incredibly massive it is
in the way the writer captures these characters, in the heavy silences and the
fragile moments where love and pain and companionship can coexist. I’ll carry
this story with me for a long, long time. Just. Read this and have your breath
I think I could write a novel about my love for this fic. I literally started
crying within the first paragraph of reading this. With only a sentence my
belly would drop to the floor and the next my heart would beat out of my chest.
It’s a true talent to write something so emotional and intense yet never making
feel over dramatic or unrealistic. This fic is pure emotional brilliance and
it’s absolutely gorgeously written. It’s everything really.
Be Seamless by dinosaursmate AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! Gosh.
Just. When you read a summary of a story and go ”holy shit” and then you read the story itself and
you go ”HOLY SHIT”. Yeah. This story is so unique, so sensual, so gentle, so
funny and so incredibly GORGEOUS. Just all of it – GORGEOUS! The visuals are
absolutely stunning, their feelings developing and growing are so intense and
sweet and perfect, the sexual tension is to
die for and I love the way it
portrays sexuality, love and sensuality in such a fluid gracious way. Gosh.
I read all 132k of this in 24 hours and those 24 hours were so fucking intense.
This is one of those fics you’re just going to have to read to understand how
immense, how impossible, how unique, brilliant and absolutely devastatingly
horrifying it is. It is so so beautiful while dealing with the absolute most
terrifying thing that exists – the human mind. It’s about breathtaking
connections between brave people who fumble in the dark, about how terror can
seem like a viable solution and how people try to exist in a world that seems
hopeless. It’s about love. This story is so beyond epic. Just read it.
When this fic started out I thought I knew where it was heading, but then it
didn’t but instead it told me a story of how we’re all just human, and we’re
scared of love, we’re scared of moving on, we’ve got motivations that are
hidden to others and no matter how hard we try - we might fuck up sometimes,
but at the end of the day all that matters are the people that we love. GOD.
God. This fic is something else. Just. Truly. I never wanted it to end.
When you can recognize someone writing on the very specific way it makes you feel? Like? Yeah. Yeah. Reading this fic
brought up so much for me personally and the writer manages to put words to
complex thoughts that so many of us have had growing up, while simultaneously
writing something so intense and hot and soft. I could barely breathe after I
finished this and then I couldn’t stop thinking about girl Larry. I still
haven’t stopped thinking about girl Larry. My life is now girl Larry. READ
I love the fan with son loving BTY story you shared. You described Louis as sardonic. It's a new word to me. I looked it up but I still don't understand. Can you explain please what you mean?
I think Louis can convey irony in his words with a natural verve. Sometimes he does it for jokes, like when he used to make fun of his band mates (“Niall the church boy, more like”… we used to think that the boys made fun of pure, unspoiled Niall, but maybe Louis was making fun of his 1D image?). But recently Louis has used this gift of wit to convey what he really can’t say, in effect conveying the opposite meaning as his spoken words. “My son, I mean he’s not a dog.” “It’s a conspiracy, if you google Larry conspiracy.” “My girlfriend Eleanor-whom-I-love.”
He has a way of using language that gets under the skin and makes one think, “What does he mean?” That’s why I think BTY and JLY are such clever songs, the lyrics speak so clearly to me of a singer who cannot say what he’s in effect saying in the subtext of the songs. I don’t think I’m imagining this, because it’s right there in the songs, “You fuck me up, I’m on the floor screaming,” “Let me be the same.” This is not about love. It’s about the need for self-expression, and the lack of freedom to do so.
When @Louis_Tomlinson tries to do this on twitter, it sometimes comes out wrong, tries too hard. The tone doesn’t have Louis’ wit, and it lacks his wicked humor.
Louis isn’t out for blood just to get a laugh though. You can often sense how much he was loved, how much he loves, and how HUMAN, to use Steve’s word, how vulnerable, frustrated, angry, sad, loving and generous he is. Even when he is ironic, this essential humanity shows through.
i feel like it’s underappreciated that we know harry doesn’t use emojis because that knowledge opens so many headcanons:
louis “must say i’ve outdone myself on my emoji game there” tomlinson over-compensating with emojis in texts to harry and teasing him like “i put five heart emojis after i love you harold and you didn’t even put one, i’m hurt” until harry grumps enough that he tracks louis down to kiss him senseless and tell him how much he loves him
louis sending harry entire messages written only with emojis and giggling when harry takes forever to reply because he’s trying to decipher it and laughing even harder when harry misinterprets a few parts but he’s too endeared to actually call him out on it
when louis’ had a really bad day and he’s too miserable to do much else than curl up on the sofa with harry and can’t even talk about it harry sends him a simple heart emoji text just this one time to see louis smile even a little bit
wait, what? we weren't even talking about --
i mean, even after being put in a band he still didn't have many opportunities to shine. his mic was turned down/off, he wasn't given hardly any solos on Up All Night OR Take Me Home, which were his bands /first two albums/. let that sink in!!!! and if he let that discourage him, he didn't let it keep him down, which is inspirational enough on it's own. but not only that, he's used every negative experience in his life as a stepping stone to become better and better (especially career-wise).
how did you put the parentheses in a spoken conversation?
people said he couldn't be a solo artist because his voice was "weak" but Just Hold On depicts exactly the opposite; JHO is full of range and really emphasizes the vocal power i've always known he's possessed. you asked about his songwriting?
no i didn't but
don't even get me started on his songwriting. louis is one of those people who writes to tell a story. he takes the listener from Point A to Point B; within three minutes and thirty seconds, he manages to weave songs of high points&low points, good&bad, and most of all, an overarching theme of hope. he sings of love in a way that sounds attainable for anyone, and maybe it is. louis's songwriting sounds like memories being made and summer days and
are you crying? again? i'm pretty sure this has happened before
me, choking down my tears:
no i'm not crying shut up i'm not finished... bc i mean. not only is louis Doing That(TM) in all of these other areas (and slaying, i might add), he's still so lovely and sweet. he's humble and thankful for everything he has and for all the people who have helped get him this far. i mean, i have never seen someone so appreciative of their fans. he doesn't have to support our fan projects but he does because he /cares/. he loves us even though he doesn't know us and what's important is that he knows how to make us feel loved
me, crying openly:
i wonder if he realizes just how much he's adored and how much people admire him. because for the past six years, he's had struggle after struggle thrown at him and he's faced it all with such dignity and grace. even if he's had bad moments and sad moments, he still manages to laugh and make other people laugh and i admire him so much.
are you done
i'm never done talking about louis but for now, yes pls put on up all night and cry with me. we're on 1d discography lockdown lets go
“What’s it for, Lou?”
Generally Louis takes Harry with him when he gets tattoos, knows Harry loves watching the color bleed into his skin.
Harry had been at the gym this afternoon when Louis finally decided it was time. He’s been planning this tattoo for a while, but today felt like the right time. Things were tough - not too tough, just enough that Louis wanted another reminder inked into his skin for the world to see.
Louis carefully pulls the bandage back over the fresh tattoo, and rearranges himself so that he’s burrowing into Harry’s side, his shoulder snug into Harry’s armpit. Harry clearly didn’t shower after he got home from the gym, and now Louis is going to be walking around with that same ripe smell, but that’s okay. That’s the smell of his boy.
“You gonna tell me or take a nap on me?” Harry jokes, moving his hand in slow, soothing strokes just below the bandage.
“I was just… thinking,” Louis says. Because even after living together for years, sometimes thinkg still make Louis feel embarrassed and raw to speak aloud.
“You remember how much you hate Snape?” He says instead, catching Harry off guard and earning that unbridled laugh he loves so much.
“Yeah,” says Harry. “Fucking wanker.”
Louis smiles. “Yeah,” he said. “But remember a few months ago when you were talking about how the problem with Snape was that he loved the idea of Lily, rather than Lily herself? And that’s why they never would have worked?”
Harry nods, giving Louis’ arm a squeeze.
“And I was just sort of thinking… about James. And how he was a fucking wanker sometimes too, you know. Thought he was top shit and he was too fucking loud all the time and definitely annoyed the fuck out of Harry sometimes.”
He doesn’t look up to meet Harry’s eyes this time, just takes his free arm and reaches across Harry’s body to grasp his free hand.
“But, as much of a dick as James was, he got one thing right. And that was loving Lily with everything he had. Protecting her with everything he had.”
“Lou…” Harry leans down to nuzzle into Louis’s hair.
“Just, you know… that’s what I want to be.” Louis mumbles, the self consciousness taking over.
“Is that…” Harry pauses. “Is that a patronus? The deer?”
“It might be,” Louis ducks his head into Harry’s side quick enough that harry giggles in surprise and squirms for a minute.
“Oh Lou,” Harry says. He repositions himself so that he’s facing Louis, able to wrap himself around him tighter. “You’re a sap, LouBear Tomlinson.”
“Shut up,” Louis pouts, his voice faint as he’s pressed into Harry’s broad stomach . “That’s LouBear Tomlinson STYLES to you.”
They reposition after a moment, so that they’re spooning side by side instead of wrapped around each other, giggles erupting from each of them as they awkwardly move their limbs to fit together.
A few minutes later, when Louis is almost asleep in warm, fuzzy peace, Harry mumbles, “I think my patronus is a tiger.”
My other bit of news is my favorite story. Now I have to thank a young lady called Rebecca who Tweeted us yesterday to point out this story.
Basically there is a One Direction fan theory that Louis Tomlinson’s baby is not real. And it’s like…
Oh, leave it out (laughs)
I’m not even joking. This is not like… The reason I’m mentioning it is because of the depths that the fans have gone to to prove this fan theory.
They’ve looked at hair length...
The size of his hands in pictures, they’ve looked at his tattoos and whether they’re there or not. They’ve even, and I’m showing you this, gone to like basically getting pictures and then looking at the pixilation on the pictures… Can you see that?
Basically to see whether he…
The shadow is real and everything on the baby.
To see if the shadows are real, whether the pixilation is real. And they’ve basically decided that this baby is a doll. And none of this is true, he’s not a dad and it’s not true.
But it is incredible
Are they OK?
The amount of CSI investigation these fans have gone into
Does no one have a job?
Well, I think it’s..
I mean that’s a lot of time, innit?
Even some photographers have gone on and basically said, well, I know for a fact that I can see that this was doctored for this reason and this reason and this reason.
So, is there a doll?
Well, no, it’s a real baby. He is a dad, it’s, I mean 1D fans are just going to have to accept it. He’s a dad.
He is a dad.
But literally they’ve compared pictures from the past, they’ve compared pictures of him holding the baby, compared pictures of him and an actor who looks like him who has similar tattoos and he’s just like oh no it’s this actor, it’s not Louis
No, it’s his baby, get over it.
Get to school. Weirdos.
But I do like the level of detectiveness that his fans have gone into.
I don’t. It’s a waste of their time. He’s had a baby, get to school.
Well, it’s true. But, well done then.
Well done then! *laughs*
Because they’ve investigated! They’ve researched! Look at it in the positive way.
They’ve wasted so much time about someone who they’ll probably never meet. So, well done.
It’s true, but you know they’ve used their skills that they’ve learned in school to research stuff.
No they haven’t! That is not taught in school. Creeping out Louis Tomlinson after maths.
wo w louis and harry are actually so in love and have been for 7 years i need a moment because i still cannot wrap my head around that the second they saw one another it was like "oh it's you, you're the one" bitch they were 16 and 18 years old. who does that i always feel a knot in my stomach whenever i think about that. they laugh and they kiss and they make love and they fight over stupid shit like all couples do :(((( they've been through so much shit that we don't even know about yet
In the movie Louis is supposed to be the nerd with big glasses that doesn’t get the girl. So what if Paul needs glasses but he never wants to wear them because he wants to look cool in front of Patryk. As a result Paul is always bumping into things. (I think this is what a headcanon is)
By the way I’m gonna draw you some more Ghostbusters AU fanart soon I promise.
(((AHHH I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH! I’M LAUGHING SO HARD OMG. This is probably one of the best ideas I’ve gotten from somebody for the AU!
Also, thank you!! I can’t wait to see your fanart, I loved the first one you did so much aaa <3)))
Do u have any ither headcanons? Like not wedding related but just stuff?? That ?? Happens??? Like??? ALL THE TIME
Oh sure loads. I know they sing together, listen to music and dance together. I bet there’s always music at their house.
I bet they cook together, and sometimes it’s just a chore, chopping and dicing, but they’re together. And sometimes it’s fun and sometimes they argue over who was supposed to pick up the onions, but then Harry feels bad because he really thinks he forgot and Louis hates that, so he makes silly faces at him until he laughs.
I bet they have nights apart where they fall asleep to the other person talking on the other end of FaceTime, Harry stroking Louis’ cheek on the iPad screen and whispering to his big empty house how much he loves his husband.
I bet sometimes they sit side by side on their laptops, Harry scrolling for their next big art purchase and Louis looking up what flowers bloom best in the July heat of LA for their garden, and every now and again one will remark something about what the other is doing. “Not that one, Hazza, it’ll give me nightmares.” “Louis I think dogs are allergic to peonies, should I look that up?”
I have hundreds more but hopefully this is what you meant love. ♥️
Do you love Louis? Because I love Louis and I think you love Louis so we should just talk about much we love Louis.
I looooovvvveeeeeee Louis. I love his music. I love his lyrics. I love the way he moves. I love the way he laughs. I love the way he sasses people. I wanna be teared apart by Louis’ banter. I love the way he loves. I love the way he listens to his fans when they meet him. I love the way he cares for everyone he raises money for. He’s such a giving soul.
I LOVE LOUIS TOMLINSON BECAUSE LOUIS TOMLINSON IS A GOOD FUCKING PERSON!
I love naked cuddling and touching (not me personally, but in my fics). I like the intimacy, vulnerability, and trust that is displayed when characters are content to be naked and touching and it not be sexually motivated or a result of sex. I think about this a lot with Tomlinshaw when one of the boys is feeling insecure and the other just loves them and takes care of them. It just makes me happy. I also like kisses to the center of the chest. Kisses to the chest and naked cuddling.
YES ANON YES.
Because any two people can take their clothes off and have sex. But it’s a very special relationship when those clothes come off and there’s no expectation of sex at all, no pressure, just touching and holding and all that lovely warm skin contact. It requires so much trust.
And sometimes I do like to think about our Nicholas, who’s approaching his mid-30s and feeling everything that goes along with that. Who’d found his first grey chest hair and panicked and wondered if he’d be able to dye it. Who’d despaired of ever getting to wear his shirts unbuttoned to the navel in front of Mum and country ever again without everyone looking right at it. Who’d had laugh lines for years and for whom this new development wasn’t welcome at all.
But who’d also had a Louis. A Louis who fell in love with him because his voice always sounded like home no matter where on the planet he was and who loved his laugh lines and his one grey chest hair. (Maybe he kissed it once just to make Nick feel better.) Because he’d come to feel so exposed no matter what he was wearing, come to feel so picked apart by so many eyes on him, that it was a relief to find someone who felt like home and who loved him just as much in a tracksuit when he’d gone days without washing his hair. Who’d kissed the w in the it is what it is tattoo and then stopped an inch or so below, resting his head against his Louis’s chest and breathing out a sigh of relief because he’d finally got him home.
And that’s it! The clothes come off and they cuddle and they’re warm and content to just be together finally and someone trails a finger along someone’s arm or chest or cheek because I am definitely all about that.
So yes, I like all of these things too and if you have any more thoughts you’d like to share with me then please do. :))))
So Just Hold On came on shuffle and I started crying. I’m not usually like this but I guess it’s been an emotional day, and I just had a weekend with my family laughing at me constantly for liking Louis so much. They think it’s because I want to be with him, and I don’t know why it’s so hard for them to understand that’s the furthest thing from the truth. I love that boy, adore him and admire him, and it has nothing to do with desire. I’m proud to be his fan, the way he fought for One Direction to have more creative control, the way he appreciates his fans, the love he has for his family, the loyalty to them and his friends. His continued support for charities and those struggling without recognition. But most importantly I’m proud of how far he’s come. From making jokes about how awful his first audition was and openly admitting he didn’t think he was good enough, to making his first solo record and smashing it. Just Hold On may not have had the promo it deserved from his team but it’s an amazing song and he did so well. And he did all this whilst his mum was dying and after she was gone. When he could have given up and refused to perform, he stood on that stage and gave it his all and I’ve never been so proud. He’s beautiful and worthy of every good thing in the world. I’ll support him and I’ll be unashamed because he deserves it.
okay i decided to watch some old 1d perfomances because i miss the boys so much and searched for ‘moments’ live and clicked on the first video
IN THE BEGINNING HARRY REALISES THAT HE CAN CHANGE THE HEIGHT OF THE MIC STAND AND TEASES LOUIS how cute is that :’)
first of all i really love when harry says louis’ name because it sounds so soft and cute
and also harry laughs because his boyfriend is such a small bean and his mic is too tall for him
Since Cloe and I didn’t have any really good photos together I decided to photo shop a painting of us from some selfies we took over the last few months. We never took good photos because we were too busy goofing off, talking, or laughing till we cried. We were just living in the few moments we got to see each other. A good example of our true goofy selves below…. (Old school SIO fans probably know why we took this picture at the St. Louis zoo!)
We bonded over a love for Set It Off and turtles and my inability to be confident around boys. Literally, she gave me so much boy advice it’s shocking! I can’t listen to any SIO songs now without crying… Dream Catcher came on in my car today and I lost it… I had to pull over and have a good 5 minute cry fest. I’m having a very hard time getting through this because she is… or was one of the few and only people I felt comfortable calling or texting when I felt like the sky was falling down… And now my world is crashing apart and I can’t shoot her a text and have her tell me it’ll be okay. I met a best friend through this blog. Someone who jumped into my life out of no where and I felt like I knew my whole life. I’m dying a little inside right now…
I promise after this week I’ll get back to posting nothing but SIO, but this page was also Cloe’s and I feel like you guys knew her too and deserve to know what happened and how much she meant to me.
A/N: This has been requested. I believe I said no One Direction imagines but I guess I’ll start to do some, for right now I’ll just accept Harry Styles imagines. But I’ll let you know when you can request the others in the band. PLEASE DON’T HATE. I tried my best on this imagine and I hope you guys like it. Let me know what you guys think. I just find Harry so freaking adorable, especially when he is holding babies!! So it's just look at his beautiful smile :D
I let out a bloody scream as I pushed. I felt as if my organs were being turned inside out or as if they were ripped out from me. The pain was unbearable, blood dripped out and landed on the doctor’s latex gloves as he held my legs apart. Sweat beads sliding down onto my chest. Pain surged throughout my entire body as I tired to push out my baby girl. My husband holding onto my hand and whispered nothing but encouragement in my ear. I squeezed his hand once more do to the pain of giving birth. I let out another scream when I pushed with all the strength I had left.
“Congratulations! It’s a beautiful healthy baby girl.”
I sighed in relief knowing that my pain was over. The doctor took her towards the nurse as they cleaned the blood on her body, he called Harry over to cut the umbilicord. A smile plastered on his face seeing his princess. The nurse wrapped her in a pink blanket and handed her to Harry. Tears streamed down his beautiful face, knowing that she’s his. She had his pink lips, his curly brown hair and his green eyes. He carefully lifted her tiny body up and kissed her forehead. Her tiny hands trying to grab his clothing material. Just a minute or two ago she was born and she already had him wrapped around her tiny finger. He came to my bed and gently laid her in my arms.
“Hey baby,” I cooed. “I’m your mommy. I hope I can be the best mother and I love you so much.”
She opened her green eyes and smiled once she saw Harry and I admiring her small frame.
“She’s beautiful,” Harry said. “Just like her mummy.”
Heat rosed up to the surface of my chubby cheeks and he laughed. He carefully sat on the hospital bed trying not to wake up our daughter and hurt me.
“What shall we name her?” He asked.
“I like the name Katelynn Darcy Styles.”
Harry mumbled the name, he nodded his head in approval as a smile made it’s way onto his face. His side dimple and teeth showing.
“Knock knock,” Louis said. “We wanted to see if you guys were up to see visitors.”
“Come on in guys,” Harry said.
Louis, Niall, Liam, Sophia, Lou and Lux made their way inside the room. Louis came towards me and hugged me.
“Careful!” Harry whispher-yelled.
Louis laughed and looked down at Katelynn. His smile growing from ear to ear finally able to meet and hold her in his arms. I carefully passed her to Louis.
“You guys make beautiful babies,” Niall said.
“Yea we do,” Harry said. “I also had a lot of fun making her too.”
I playfully smacked his arm and everyone laughed. Louis then passed her to Liam. About an hour or so everyone left as they noticed my constant yawning.
“Get some rest, love.”
“But what if she cries?”
“Don’t worry,” Harry said. “I’m here. Go to sleep because you need it after 9 hours of being in labour.”
I nodded and rested my head on the fluffed pillow. My eyes drooping shut from the tiredness taking over.
“I love you both so much,” Harry whispered. “I promise to take care of you and your mummy. I promise to be the best father I can be for you my little princess.”
I closed my eyes and smiled knowing that I have a beautiful healthy family that I grown to love.
The past six months have been a whirlwind of absolute and utter chaos. It’s been stressful, loud, intense, crazy; Harry wouldn’t change a single thing about it. He’s never been happier a day in his damn life.
He gets to wake up next to Louis, eat dinner with him, hold hands when they’re watching movies, grocery shop, laugh with him, cry with him, love the hell out of him. And so much of it is mundane, but it’s Louis that makes it not feel that way, that makes it feel extraordinary. Harry feels like the first 26 years of life were wasted not being with his boy.
Niall literally worships the ground louis walks on. Confirmed.
Like, literally. This child is sick and it’s freezing and Louis changed into a tank top of his own choice and complains of being cold and even though Niall is sick, he hands his jacket right on over.
But, look. Niall likes making sure Louis is taken care of. Here’s him bribing Louis with food to come over to his house.
But, I mean, I don’t blame him for wanting Louis around all the time because Niall honest to God thinks Louis is the funniest goddamned person on the entire planet. Like, I swear, Louis could say “fart,” and after Niall recovers from laughing for at least 15 minutes, he’d start raving that Louis needs to become a stand up comic. I mean, look at how hard Louis makes Niall laugh with like little to no effort.
He literally died here for a minute from laughing so hard.
Niall just loves Louis so much. Like, he blindly follows and listens to him no matter what.
Oh, Louis wants me to go this way? Okay, I’ll do that.
Louis wants me to get down on my hands and knees on dirty concrete to hit a ball with my head? Yeah, sure!
And Louis makes Niall do RIDICULOUS things on stage. Like, cartwheels and all of sorts of shit, and Niall KNOWS it’s ridiculous.
He complains and yet HE DOES IT ANYWAY.
And don’t even get me started on this kid’s Twitter.
Hero and inspiration.
WHAT THIS HAPPENED YEARS AGO AND I STILL DON’T???? And how much you wanna bet Niall started singing Jungle Book with him? And then was like, “Alright, Lou. C’mon in, then.”
aRE YOU SURE YOU’RE OKAY ON YOUR OWN????? LOUIS IS THE OLDEST LOUIS IS THE LEADER BUT NIALL IS CONCERNED BECAUSE HE DOESN’T WANT LOUIS BY HIMSELF bECAUSE HE KNOWS LOUIS NEEDS ATTENTION
Of course you gave into him.
Missing Louis’ calls is apparently very troubling for the Irishman.
Yeah, okay, Louis might have Tweeted it but you were probably thinking it as he stole your phone.
Yeah, he probably breathed and you died laughing for 20 minutes.
He wanted to trend it worldwide. He wanted everyone to tell Louis Happy Birthday.
#pinkyandthebrain Take over the world.
Of course you give into him. This is a common theme.
THEN WHY DID YOU DO IT NIALL???? WHY DO YOU JUST DO WHATEVER LOUIS TELLS YOU EVEN THOUGH IT CAUSES YOU MASSIVE PUBLIC HUMILIATION AND AT TIMES INJURY??
Because Niall loves Louis and worships the ground he walks on, obviously. Like, “LOUIS ART.” NIALL. HE DREW AN ARROW HE DIDN’T PAINT THE MONA LISA.
And then out of everyone, he nominated Niall for the ice bucket challenge. Because Niall’s world revolves around Louis. But, that’s okay, because Louis loves him very much a lot right back.
hahaha, I like how I was watching I Want on the dvd and not really expecting Louis and Harry goofing off in this one. I assumed someone took them aside and said “Okay, don’t like… hand Harry a candle so he’ll have bite it right before his solo, please. This is for the cameras.”
And then, they showed them put an arm over each other’s shoulders and I was like “aw, that was actually a pretty good job of pretending you’re heterosexual for this dvd recording, guys! That’s pretty platonic!"
…LITERALLY NINE SECONDS LATER, we DO cut back to them and Harry is licking all of his fingers and staaaaring at Louis like NEVERMIND. NOPE. GLAD EVEN IN THIS DVD YOU ARE 100% BANGING EACH OTHER. OKAY, I GUESS THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE TAKEN AS CONCERT GAY™??
CUT TO SEVEN SECONDS LATER, Harry turns back to him, gets caught in his eyes and then laughs his biggest possible laugh while Louis smiles so softly and smugly and you’re like… YUP, CHECKED EVERYTHING OFF, YOU’RE ALSO IN LOVE. GOT IT. THANK YOU, UAN DVD.